Standard of Reincarnation Chapter 129

The Standard of Reincarnation Episode 129

12 hours before Millie visits Vinchen.

Dirmidel, who was talking with Hansen, was momentarily taken aback.

“There are ten billion Ludens? in cash?”

“okay. because there is Would I have come to you without such preparation?”

Hansen doesn’t have much money.

In fact, he secretly sponsors many orphanages and has spent almost all of his fortune on children from economically disadvantaged families.

There are so many difficult children in the world.

I’ve never seen anything like 10 billion Ludens.

Embarrassed, Dirmidel snorted.

“joy! After all, he must have made a lot of money because he was a factory manager who abandoned the spirit of craftsmanship. done. I don’t need money.”

“what?”

Hansen was deliberately angry.

“Are you changing your words? You filthy, filthy bastard.”

“what? petty and dirty? Can you tell me what is really mean and dirty?”

“You mean it can get uglier here?”

Millie, who watched the scene from behind, sighed involuntarily.

Even though they were experts at the pinnacle of a field, they were like children just listening to their conversations.

We don’t see each other often, but whenever the two of us meet, it’s like that.

“10 billion Ludens is over. These are the things I ask for.”

Dirmidel called a handyman to bring him a piece of paper.

Hansen secretly laughed.

It was because he knew that Dirmidel would come out like this.

“These are things I’ve been wanting to get for a long time. If you bring me just one of these, I will accept your request for collaboration.”

Hansen looked at the paper and frowned.

“Are you insane?”

“I’m sane.”

“Are there any jewels that have disappeared for 200 years?”

“Actually, I gave up on that too. Anyway, are there other things? The Lyle Pearl said it was on the auction house recently.”

“That maniac collector bought it for 300 billion Ludens!”

“Whoa, anyway, I want a friend too.”

It was mostly like that.

decades at least. Or a rare gem that has disappeared for hundreds of years.

Gems themselves have a history and are overly expensive.

“I promise you. If you bring even one of the things here, we will collaborate with you. The dragon king’s ring from 200 years ago is very appetizing, isn’t it? Hahahaha!”

“It’s like a senile old man.”

“huh? what? I can’t hear well.”

Hansen nervously snatched the jewelry list.

Tendons sprouted from his forehead.

‘But I can’t go find someone else.’

It was Vincen’s request to restore his honor.

If so, it was necessary to collaborate with a technician with the best skills.

“milli. First, show this list to Vinchen. Well, I don’t think there’s going to be a point right away…”

That’s how Millie came to Vinchen.

Millie opened her mouth.

“The name of this jewel is…”

Vincen listened to the explanation in silence.

“Oh and this. This is a jewel called ‘Romeira’s Moon’, and it was sold for 300 billion Ludens a few years ago. I wrote a new record in auction history or something.”

“…”

It was an unimaginable amount.

“A man named Malab, who is a collector, bought it. The head of the Kerbil family or something.”

“Collecting fanatic Malab Kerbil?”

Vincen remembered the word ‘Kerbil’.

The check that Rail had handed over was definitely a check for the Kervil family.

“And I recently bought another one, and that’s it. The name is Tears of the Sun.”

Millie pointed at one with her finger.

It was an unusually shaped red gem with bubbles inside.

“I heard that this is a rare gem with only two existing in the world. Some say that a very old dragon master made only two in a special way.”

“…”

“Malab bought one of them. The price is 1 billion Ludens.”

The price was relatively cheap (?).

It was said to be of little value as a jewel.

It just ignited the collector’s desire to collect.

Therefore, the price was relatively cheap.

“The head of the Kerbil family is already one of the richest people on the continent, and he just collects things as a hobby, so he will never sell them.”

Millie bit her lip slightly.

It also seemed a little bit embarrassing.

“At this level, you’re going to really fuck our old man. Oh come on.”

Having said that, Millie looked at Vinchen’s eyes without realizing it.

It was a little embarrassing to say harsh words in front of a nobleman.

However, Vincen made an unexpected statement.

“If I could get this?”

“Then it would be great, but it’s a very unlikely story. It hasn’t been found for 200 years, so everyone thinks it’s gone. rather this Staring at this…”

Then,

Vinchen pulled out a red jewel from within.

It was a red jewel with a lot of air bubbles.

“Isn’t this the one?”

“huh?”

Millie accepted the jewel and blinked her eyes.

And about 3 seconds passed.

She screamed, not screamed.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

“…”

I was so shocked that I almost missed the tears of the sun.

“How do you have this? yo. this?”

“Who gave it to you?”

Collector’s wax is also a rare gem that I barely found with my eyes on it.

who gave this

“No way. This one disappeared for 200 years. yo. this.”

“…”

Vincen laughed.

It took Millie a few minutes to accept reality.

“I really do have this.”

Even Yulian laughed as if it was absurd.

– He said he could do anything. Isn’t that the jewel that Sir Laurent begged for so much and gave it to his older brother? My brother reluctantly accepted it.

‘That’s right. You’re lucky.’

* * *

Thinking he’d broken Hansen’s spirits, Dirmidel drank beer with his fellow field chiefs.

“Ha ha ha! How funny his face was!”

“Good job brother.”

Dwarfs generally tended to ignore Hansen.

It was because there was a strong perception that he was a factory manager who had betrayed the honor of the night manager.

“Oh, I saw it too. The kid went back with a sigh, and it was very funny.”

bang!

Dirmidel set down his beer mug violently.

Drops of beer splattered everywhere.

“hey. How many years have you been working at the night market?”

“This is our 20th year.”

“But what did you say?”

“yes?”

“The child?”

Dirmidel’s eyebrows quivered.

“Ah, that’s…”

“He’s still a classmate who once studied under the same teacher as me. but child? Are you a child? did you turn?”

“…I’m sorry.”

“I can only curse at him. You just have a beer or something and say hello. are you his friend? yes?”

“I’m sorry.”

“You pay for your beer yourself.”

While Dirmidel was pouring out his anger, someone came into the store.

It was three people.

“uh?”

“Look over there brother.”

Hansen and Millie.

And it was Vincen.

Hansen walked over and sat down next to Dirmidel.

Then he snatched Dirmidel’s beer mug and drank it down.

“Why is this madman stealing other people’s alcohol?”

“I have been saved.”

“what?”

“Tears of the Sun.”

For a moment

, the store was quiet.

Silence swept for a while.

“…look at me.”

After confirming the jewel, Dirmidel blinked his eyes.

“This madman.”

“what?”

“Did you really get this?”

Dirmidel looked at Hansen with suspicious eyes.

“You didn’t steal it, did you?”

“Did you steal it?”

“but. If you stole it from the Kervil family safe, you’d be out of this world. Then how did you get this?”

Then Vinchen stepped forward.

“I will explain that.”

“What? The adults say, but the little ones get out of it.”

Vincen laughed.

“Then I will fall.”

Vinchen took advantage of hand-to-hand combat and naturally took out the ‘tears of the sun’.

Without hesitation, I turned around and walked out.

Dirmidel, whose jewels were stolen without even having time to use his hands, shouted loudly.

“Hey hey wait!”

“Do you have anything to say?”

“What are you and take it?”

“It’s mine.”

“…is that yours?”

He frowned and looked at Vincen for a long time.

“Are you a descendant of the Kerbil family?”

“no.”

“Then what is your identity?”

“Isn’t it polite to introduce yourself first when asking someone’s name?”

“This little bastard really…!”

His face turned very red.

“I am Dirmidel Harpoon. He is the blacksmith of the dwarf clan. what is your name?”

“I will not teach you.”

“why?”

“Because I was sarcastic.”

Millie held back her laughter and just looked at Vincen.

‘Wow, didn’t you completely take the initiative?’

Hansen also looked at Vinchen curiously.

Normally, he looked like a nobleman from a prestigious family, but now he looked completely different.

‘He’s a strange guy.’

In the end, Dirmidel lost both hands and feet.

“Eh! Some kind of old man appeared. sorry. Excuse me. what is your name?”

“This is Vincen.”

“Vinchen?”

Dirmidel doubted his ears.

“Vincen Adenca? The 7th Duke of Adenka?”

“That’s right.”

“I heard you are in Dersona?”

“You returned a few days ago, sir.”

At the word ‘elder’, Dirmidel’s lips caught in his ears.

I took a quick look around.

It’s like, ‘Did you see it? Did the famous Prince Vincen call me an old man?’

The honest and unaffected appearance made me burst into laughter.

“good. Let’s listen to it.”

Vinchen organized and talked about what had happened.

Yulian helped to keep it brief and concise and to say it accurately.

Thanks to this, Dirmidel perfectly understood the current situation.

“Hey, that’s a very good explanation. It seems you didn’t just wield a sword ignorantly.”

Dirmidel ordered a few more beers.

“good. Unlucky, but let’s collaborate with him. instead.”

His gaze turned to Vincen.

“Should I say that the ring was restored by me? Just like when you mentioned Hansen as a great commander.”

“of course.”

“A promise?”

“I promise.”

Dirmidel held out a little finger.

Vinchen crossed her pinky fingers.

“Whoop whoop.”

Dirmidel smiled as if he was in a very good mood.

drunkenly, he shouted.

“I was also promised a master craftsman in the future. I’ll make a perfect recovery in a week. Ha ha ha! Not for you, Hansen… Lose! Growl- Cool.”

He was deeply intoxicated with two beers and fell asleep.

* * *

The week that Dirmidel had promised has passed.

Dirmidel, who was full of confidence, evaded his words as if he was embarrassed.

“that is…. I think it will take some more time.”

“Didn’t you say it would take a week?”

“It did.”

Dirmidel scratched the back of his head as if embarrassed.

“I gave you the tears of the sun that the camp manager said. I trusted the promise of the farm manager and paid in advance.”

“It was.”

“But what if I break the deadline? I believed the promise of the camp commander and waited without even returning to the fort. How are you going to make up for my week’s time?”

“Okay.”

Dirmidel was speechless.

As much as he was proud of his work and ability, he could not make any excuses for Vinchen’s protest.

“one month. Give me just one month. If I can’t fit in, I’ll return the tears of the sun.”

“You can hold on a little more. I want a complete recovery, not a quick recovery.”

Those words scratched Dirmidel’s pride.

“Don’t you know me? I am Dirmidel. You can do it in a month.”

“I believe you, sir.”

Hansen giggled and looked back and forth between Dirmidel and Vincen.

Vinchen handled Dirmidel very well.

‘No matter how you look at it, he doesn’t look like a 14-year-old kid.’

I laughed heartily.